ELENA POV"No, don't overthink anything, Selena."I muttered the words under my breath. It was just a coincidence. The coffee. The suit. The memory. Nothing more. I had spent six years building a life for myself. I wasn't going to let one stupid accident drag me back into the past."Elena?"My heart skipped. I looked up. Alexander was still standing there. "I'm so sorry," he said, his eyes moving over the coffee stain on my suit. "It's okay." "Are you sure?" He looked genuinely concerned. "I can get you another outfit if you want." I almost laughed. "Alexander, I have thousands of outfits here." He nodded. "Okay."Just then Mama walked toward us. "Mr. Blackwood, the meeting is this way." Alexander nodded. I looked at him briefly. "You don't have to worry yourself." Then I walked past them. I refused to look back.*****************I changed quickly, out of the ruined suit and into one of my own designs. A fitted dress from my latest collection, elegant and stylish, simple enough
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